Remnants of a Burnt Mosque by The Weapon
Remnants of a Burnt Mosque by The Weapon

Remnants of a Burnt Mosque

The Weapon * Track #3 On Drakonian Paradigm

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Remnants of a Burnt Mosque by The Weapon

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The Weapon

Remnants of a Burnt Mosque Lyrics

For the insolence of kin
Why absorb all guilt and lies?
Soar through the incipit
Left Hand Path Through fierce, alchemical heights
When you crave power and naked flesh
Does venom inflame your seed?
Curse the weakling bringer of virtue
Carve his righteous skin
Fornicate! Desecrate! Pillars of illusions. Eradicate! Subjugate! Pillars of illusions. [x2]
Dwelling in the paradise lost
I serve a singular force of dark might
Spawned within the womb of unrest
My mind was shaped in a chalice of incest
With pride I grip the torch that He bestowed!
In malice I ignite their holy sacraments
My strength - rooted in LUCIFER'S Sigil
My reward: the Seal of His Doctrine
I am awake, it's not a dream!
A dead empire, such exquisite lust;
The incense shook my infant paradigm -
Infected reek of a violated hejab
There lies your feeble, limp prophet
A crushed heap of purity and prayers;
Asphyxiated and mutilated messenger
Thrust into SATAN'S vile intolerance
See the Leviathan lake of skulls?
A crimson saga of Muslims burned!
While Mohammad weeps (like a broken parasite,)
(And) Only the dead whisper Allahu - Akbar
From the remnants of this burnt mosque
A coven erected for the Reaper sublime
Recite with me, the sacred verses;
As the outer sphere erupts and subsides:
"As I feel the elements of SATAN'S eminence
Earth, fire, wind and water succumb as one!
Beware the drums that thunder this plane
Echoing failure of the bastard son
Oh chastised Mujrim, you will bow to me -
The blood of Cain runs through my veins!
For I am the rightful ruler of this realm:
Bismi Iblis ‒ in the name of the Fallen Angel!"
Vast deserts covered in ashes and bones
Oceans deep narrate
The Reaper's Ordain;
In sinister shadows the raven departs
Over the night sky, guided by lunar helms
The Scythe of Gnosis may be the salvation we seek
Alas; so easily unseen mere, mortal constraints;
To tread the obscure path that Darkness commands -
Our binding flesh is the mosque that must be burned
There lies your feeble, limp prophet
A crushed heap of purity and prayers;
Asphyxiated and mutilated messenger
Thrust into SATAN'S vile intolerance
See the Leviathan lake of skulls?
A crimson saga of Muslims burned!
While Mohammad weeps (like a broken parasite,)
(And) Only the dead whisper Allahu - Akbar
"Read the scripture
Of Death and Woe
Evil triumphs;
My word is law."

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